this decaying flesh is coming back to. life reanimate me give me a chance and. i'll be right here when the sun hits the. sea watching these waves wash the pain.
gone are the days of evasion existence is how. you create it what ever compels you to keep. on embrace it so long ad the missing piece of. the puzzle split down the middle we had better.
my heart's been racing with my mind to the finish. line of these fevered times struck down again this. turbulence has overcome tranquility pounding. the walls inside these thoughts i can't control.
So serene is the bleached white scene. Of a thousand crimes you'll never see on TV. Swept away only to pave the new way. This misinformation age is upon us all.
We are the embarrassment to market suicide. Without eyes full, full of genocide. We live where flags can buy more than others' lives. Where it's fashion to show your love for homicide.
One nation under the gun. Where forward thinking is shunned. A morbid tradition. Of archaic value systems. . Where violence justified. Is just another pride.